Getting to the Pool Early

As I returned to Pat's office, I stuck my head into her open door. "You wanted to see me after I got more settled in?"

"Yes," Pat answered. "Since I figured this to be a slow, interrupted day, I was thinking of things you could do with your new found freedom that could also entertain the girls. My solution was to change out the lights in the office with LED bulbs. You, of course, will be on a ladder, which will put your package and ass on fine display. That should be fun, don't you think?"

"I guess," I answered. "As long as there isn't any rewiring. Do we have any bulbs?"

"Actually," Pat said, "that's part of the fun. The delivery driver is just pulling up. I want you to help them offload the boxes. There should be 20 of them."

"Are you sure," I begged. "Can't the girls offload and I put them in?"

"Well, if you had bothered to read what you were initialing, you would know that you opted in for Nude In Public," she chided. "That means you get to go to the mailbox on the road, take the garbage to the dumpster, and help with unloading deliveries. I may even rethink having you out front on the counter every now and then when some folks I know are coming to place an order...off you go!"

For the first time today, I was apprehensive about going outside in the nude. I guess it wasn't much different than the people in the lobby, but I wasn't interacting with someone who didn't expect me. I had no way to know how the driver would react to my clothing option. Going from my car to the doors this morning exposed me for seconds. Now it was mid-morning and while the road our shop was on wasn't busy, I wasn't sure how long I'd be exposed while unloading a large number of boxes.

As I opened the back door, I saw the delivery truck backing into our parking lot. Unfortunately, it stopped 40-50 feet from the door, in plain view of the road. I was hoping he would come a lot closer.

A pleasant surprise was the driver. Bounding out of the driver's seat was a cute blonde woman, with a pony tail tucked thru the back of her hat. She had made deliveries here before. 20-something, blue eyes, and a killer smile. We had flirted, on occasion, when she had time. We had checked each other out several times. As she approached the back door, I opened it wider.

"Hi, Andy" she said. "Wow! I've checked you out when I made deliveries before, but not like this! This is a good look for you! Pat told me to make sure that I made this delivery. I didn't know why she said to park out by the road, but if you're my unloader, I can guess it was to show you off. Come on, it won't unload itself."

Spinning on her heals, she walked back to the truck and began to drop the lift gate and roll up the back truck door. "Hop on the lift gate," she instructed. "Pat insisted I not do any of the unloading, so I might as well get a closer look at you while you ride up and down on the lift."

As I was hoisted by the lift, I was aware of the new set of female eyes that were taking a view of everything I had for display. "Nicer than I had imagined," she commented. "The boxes of LED tubes are all together on the floor of the truck bed. It says fragile, so I'm told to not allow you to use the dolly. Just bend over and grab three or four of them at a time. Shouldn't take you but 5 or 6 trips to get them all. Plus, I get a repeat view of your ass and package. I'll do all your deliveries if you're going to be helping."

"Yup, Becky," I replied flatly. "This is what I signed up for. I'm kind of glad it's you, instead of a guy."

Each trip required me to stoop down to get an arm load of boxes. I made sure to show my butt, balls, and rosebud to the driver. She then had full view of me, each time I was shuttled down and up on the truck's lift. I made sure to stand on the side closest to where she was running the lift. Each trip, Becky played with the lift lever, starting and stopping it, enjoying making my cock slap up and down.

I then had the 50-foot walk from the truck, in full view of the road. The hot pavement and the occasional rock were constant reminders that I was barefoot...and bare assed! Becky then got a full frontal of me walking back. I was semi-erect for most of the trips. I made it take 6 trips, just because I was enjoying being displayed and it was warmer outside than it was inside. By the last few trips, my ball sack had relaxed because of the warmth, so that my package was more impressive looking.

"Pat said that I would be pleasantly surprised, but she didn't really go into why," she wondered. "Mind if I ask? Is this a dare, or are you in trouble?"

"No, I'm not in trouble," I answered. "I just like not having to wear clothes and Pat is offering me the opportunity to work clothing optional."

"Good enough," she said. "I'll see you next time, Andy!"

"I assume so. See ya, Becky!"

Walking from the truck as it was leaving, I did hear a car horn honk from someone on the road. I assume that it was for me.

As I reentered the office, I was sweating from the temperature more than the exertion, making it another shock to my wet, naked body. The stack of lights let me know what the rest of my day would look like.

Looking at my watch, I realized I had spent almost an hour naked outside unloading the truck. It was closing in on 10:30 and I hadn't even thought about lunch. I often went out for lunch. I guess I could get something delivered, but that meant I'd have to receive it naked...hmm.

As I returned to my desk to take a break, my phone rang. It was Judy, the nutritionist from the gym. "Does your work have a refrigerator where you can store your lunches, she inquired?"

"Yes, it does."

"Good," she said. "I'll be right over with your lunch and your menu for the week. Tomorrow, you can tell me if you feel any differences from the supplements, I gave you this morning?"

"In what way," I asked?

"Well," she began, "the supplements will be flushing the impurities out of your body and make you thirstier. You should see a change in energy levels, which is burning off excess fat. More specifically, one of the herbs will lower your stress level and your blood pressure. Since you are fully nude, a lucky side effect is that it will make your flaccid penis fuller and your erections harder. If you happen to have sexual relations, your climaxes and recovery time should be more impressive. If you have good results with these herbs, I will start fixing you up a monthly supply."

"As a matter of fact, I can already tell you that I'm seeing some of the desired results!"

"Wonderful," Judy said. I'll get with my assistant and we'll go ahead and bring you a 30-day supply when we come with lunch. Goodbye!"

"Wait!"...but she had already hung up. The last thing I needed was an assistant seeing me at work. Oh, well.

Pat waited until I was off the phone to tell me that the ladders were in the outbuilding by the road. When I tried to object, she just corrected me and shook her head.

Looking out the back door, I tried to make sure the road wasn't too busy, but it was impossible to predict, so I just strolled out the 80-feet, or so, to the storage building. I assumed Pat was conditioning me to be used to being exposed and out in public. Approaching the building, I discovered that it was padlocked. Yup, I thought. She did this on purpose.

I returned to our office to find a smiling Pat with a key in her hand. "Sorry," she said, unconvincingly. "I forgot to tell you I had the key. You look great though. I've had several of my girlfriends call to ask me about the good looking, naked man unloading a truck."

Of course, I didn't see a car on my initial trip out to the storage building, but saw three this trip. I just smiled and waved. Entering the building, it was dark, but I did find a short ladder that should do the trick and display my cock and balls about head high to the women as I worked. Plus, I managed not to get bit or stung by any critters in the storage building.

I made it back with the ladder without further displaying myself.

Setting up the ladder, Pat insisted I start out front over the sales counter area. I was going to protest, but already knew what Pat would say.

JoAnn and Margaret were thrilled with my show as I changed out the 4 recessed lighting fixture bulbs over the sales counter area.

JoAnn was probably 40, but looked younger. 5'-8", 160 pounds, but most of it was boobs and hips. Double D cups that definitely needed support, but she always dressed nice, if not conservatively. At the pool parties, she would wear a tee shirt and shorts. Her hair length and color changed often.

Margaret was in her 30's, 5'-10", 150 pounds. Full C-cup. She often wore dresses, unlike the other women, who always wore jeans. Mid length, dirty blonde hair. At the pool parties, she would wear a conservative one piece, but had worn a bikini at times. She has a few extra pounds around her middle, but was pretty in the face.

As Pat expected, on the ladder, my cock and balls were definitely eye ball height. I had one or the other of the women handing me bulbs and taking the old bulbs, which gave them ample time to help 'hold' me by my cock and balls, so I wouldn't fall. Luckily, we didn't get any customers walk in while I was there. However, their handiwork definitely kept me hard and on display the entire time.

Pat insisted I take the boxes of used bulbs to the dumpster before I continued...creating another opportunity for my outside nudity display. The dumpster was not too far out the back door, so that chore went off without too much of a hitch. Just another car honk and a return wave from me.